is it a good or bad wand?
::flourish:: ::conjuring of happiness:: … Happy Birthday Rianna! You are now, once again, older than me 
Today at work I received some sort of violent outburst from a ‘96-ish Honda Accord EX that passed me by. The noise was distinctly human, but I could distinguish no more in terms of content or expression. At best, I can relay that it was said with as much enthusiasm as a picketing PETA activist outside of a KFC. A blunt, explosion of syllables and harsh articulations. I gave the being no satisfaction by looking up, but beneath my sunglasses I glanced after the car had gone by for some time, and noticed a considerably large portion of a human torse sticking out of the car. I thought the whole ordeal was rather odd.
Speaking of incoherent, I watched a six second clip of video I took during last weekend’s trip to H-burg of Courtney and I chatting. Even before viewing, I could remember the last words that Ney said was “It is.” And I was correct. However, the other five seconds of footage make no sense, from either what she says or how I respond. Perhaps I started recording mid-word or something, but I simply can not make any sense of the rest. Oh well.
Despite my distaste for NewsWeek, they have a full TipSheet section this week of college advice/prep that was rather conventional. In part, they picture several dorm items of use, particularly from IKEA, and also include a must-see movie guide for students. I must say, 5 out of the 10 movie recommendations I, in fact, saw during my freshman year of college. And I’m even more hesitant to say this, but I laud their eating and fitness advice for students not-yet weaned for college health, a lifestyle far away from homemade meals and parental restraint. Even still, common sense and regular, true exercise are the prime methods for keeping healthy in such a drastically changing time. Anyways.
The Dems are having a wicked party in Boston. I hope J is finding some refuge.